I feel like a busy wind over here.
Full of life again after the holidays.
Working with dirty hands.
Metal grit under my nails.
In and out of the garage.
Torches hissing and sand paper.
Polishing and prepping.

A busy little wind.
Sweeping past the dust.
Turning it into tiny vortices with each pass by.
Pulling leaves and brush behind me.

Working.
Loving.
Making.

Filling wholesale orders.
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Experimenting with new ideas.
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Making versatile Valentiney things.
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...and, each day, leaving time for something sweet. 


xox.
against the grain.